35: C35 I Don't Want to Sell Any More Noodles

C35 I Don't Want to Sell Any More Noodles

The past was like the wind.

In these five years, Haotian had forgotten many things. However, there were some deep memories that were carved into his heart.

Speaking of Liang Xue.

He remembered something interesting.

Back then, because they had played well, this little girl had confessed to him. Because of this, Haotian had been beaten up by Yan Yuhan many times.

Until now, in his mind, there was still this girl who had stopped him at a big tree by the river. She stammered and blushed as she told him that she liked him.

Memories welled up in his mind.

Haotian couldn't help but walk in.

"Young man, let's go. We're no longer selling noodles."

Haotian had just walked in.

An honest middle-aged man walked out and said to him.

This person.

It was Liang Xue's father, Liang Chen.

He was a kind-hearted man who never lacked in business. Other people sold their noodles for ten yuan, but he only sold it for eight yuan. His taste and weight were all better than other people's.

"Why?" Haotian asked curiously.

When Liang Chen heard this, his expression became bitter and his eyes became downcast.

He sighed and said to Haotian, "Young man, I'm sorry. Our noodle shop is about to close soon, so we're not selling noodles. If you want something to eat, go to another shop."

Liang Chen's words surprised Haotian.

From what he knew, Liang Chen's family had been selling noodles for hundreds of years. He also loved making faces and even wanted Liang Xue to inherit his mantle.

How could he close the door and stop selling noodles?

"Uncle, I used to be your regular customer, and I like the way you cook noodles. I came back today, and I've come for the same taste as before. Besides, your noodle shop is still in good condition, so why is it closing now?"

Haotian raised his head and curiously asked.

When Liang Chen heard this, his face turned even more bitter: "Forget it, since you're an old customer, I can't let you come here for nothing. Just wait, I'll go get the last bowl of noodles."

As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen.

Not long later, Liang Chen walked out with a bowl of noodles. On top of the noodles were spring onions and thick pieces of meat. The steaming soup gently wrapped around them.

The fragrance of their bodies was perfect, causing one to become infatuated with them.

As expected, this dish still tasted the same as it did five years ago.

Haotian quickly finished the bowl of noodles.

Liang Chen and his wife, on the other hand, packed their bags with a frown as if they really wanted to close the noodle house.

At this moment.

At the door, a rough voice suddenly sounded.0

"Liang Chen, didn't I tell you to f * * k off today? You still dare to open the door? Do you want to die!?"

As the sound of his voice faded.

A man with a rough complexion walked in with a group of people. All of them had tattoos on their bodies, and their faces were fiendish. From a single glance, it was obvious that they weren't good people.

When Liang Chen and his wife heard this, their faces turned pale with fright. Their bodies trembled and they immediately went up to greet him with a smile.

"Tiger Lord, please listen to our explanation..."

In fact, they were ready to leave, even packed.

However, Liang Chen heard that Haotian was an old customer, so he stayed for a while and cooked a bowl of noodles for him.

Everyone had their own love for their career, and Liang Chen's love for his career was to do things for himself. Although his career was small in the eyes of others, it was his entire passion. He could fight for it for his entire life.

However, Liang Chen never thought that Tiger Lord and the others would arrive so quickly.

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